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under my eyes are so pronounced that I look like I’ve been punched. Even though I’m not much of a make-up wearer, I’m thinking today may be the exception.
    After scrubbing my face clean and brushing the cotton ball taste from my mouth, I take a nice warm shower, ridding myself of the gross bowling alley smell coating my skin and hair. Stepping out of the shower, I already feel less disgusting and more like a person. My headache is still lingering, but nothing a little Motrin can’t fix.
    “Your phone has been beeping like crazy,” Kayla notifies me as soon as I walk in the door.
    My stomach flutters, hoping one of the beeps is from Matt, but noticing the time on the clock it’s already 10:30 a.m. so I highly doubt any are from him. Putting my dirty clothes in the hamper and my caddy back in my closet, I pick up my cellphone to see three missed text messages waiting for me. Opening them up, I have two from Collin and one from Matt.
    Yay, Matt!
    Of course, I click on his first.

    He got me a shirt?
    Weird as that may be, at least I don’t have to worry about picking out something to wear today. I’m hoping Matt knows me well enough that he wouldn’t choose anything crazy for me to wear, so I’m going to trust him that it’s something suitable for my wardrobe.
    I click on the messages from Collin.

    Holy shit, 11 a.m.?
    Noticing the lack of time I have, I text back a quick, “Yup, that’s fine.” before throwing a t-shirt and jeans on. Grabbing my blow dryer, I quickly dry my hair and apply some cover-up under my eyes, and mascara on my eyelashes. Doing a quick look in the mirror, I decide this will have to do.
    “Whoa, are you actually going to the game?” Kayla chimes in while applying her loads of make-up.
    “Yup,” I answer, short and sweet.
    “I seriously need details. Something has clearly happened to you.”
    “Maybe later,” I wink, picking up my cellphone and jacket before practically running out the door.

    Surprisingly, I make it to Matt’s with two minutes to spare. When I walk in the house it’s again like a ghost town with all the guys already gone. Hearing voices in the kitchen, I dust off my shoes before making my way in that direction and find Summer and Collin sitting around the kitchen table eating.
    “Can I just say that I’m loving Matt with a girlfriend?” Collin says between a mouthful of food.
    Girlfriend?
    “What Collin is trying to say is that he’s never seen Matt go out of his way for a girl like he does for you,” Summer says with a smile.
    Wait. Girlfriend? I’m still stuck there.
    Maybe this is the information I’m lacking that Collin and Summer know and I don’t. I could tell by their faces yesterday that they know more about Matt’s and my story than I do, but girlfriend? He refers to me as his girlfriend? Not that I’m complaining. Hell, I’m ecstatic, but it would’ve been nice to fill me in on this.
    “When did he tell you I was his girlfriend?” I just come out and ask as I take a seat next to them.
    “Um, this mornin’… before he left he peeked in our room and said “Breakfast is on the table, make sure you leave some for my girlfriend.” Judging from how he’s talked about you, and after last night, I’m assuming you’re the girlfriend,” Collin responds with a smirk and shrugging his shoulders.
    “Of course she’s the girlfriend,” Summer chimes in, giving Collin an irritated look. “Did you not know this?”
    “Uh, no. I mean, it’s fine. It’s not a bad thing. He… or we, have just never talked about it, is all,” I answer, stumbling on my words.
    “Well, he’s definitely head over heels,” Summer adds with a grin.
    Head over heels? Seriously, when did this all happen?
    “Alright. Are you girls gonna eat or what?” Collin interrupts.
    We don’t have much time left before we have to leave, but I can’t deny the grumble called starvation in my stomach, so I put the questioning on pause with a smile. This conversation is far